The White Wolf

I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. My head held high and my shoulders rolled back. I am the leader of The Whitemane Pack. I need to be strong for them, Not for myself. I am all they have to protect them. We are still at war with The Eclipse pack. I took out a pen and paper and began writing. Their last attack was our previous leaders and I was the only one willing to step up and lead the pack. Everyone knew I was the strongest warrior but they didn't know why. Typically, women were less powerful than men, but that wasn't the case for me. I wasn't just a normal wolf. I was The White Wolf. People see me as a normal twenty-two-year-old wolf but I was older than the oldest wolf in the world. I was here before the war started and when it began.